I’m just sorry.
The first time you came to visit wasn’t something that was a waste. I loved every moment of it. I really enjoyed having you with me and being there. It was nice I had you to hold and you loved every moment of it I know. And the second time even though it was just one night you still took care of me when I was sick and that really did mean a lot to me. You’re something special and I am sorry that I am just an asshole.
I know I make you happy, but I am making you feel like shit. I’m sorry I am getting caught up with the past. It’s not my intentions and I want to get over it. I just hope you can forgive me.
